Chapter 1: Unleashed Desires
I didn’t give a damn about decorum when I saw Ethan stagger through the door, fresh from the gym, his white skin glistening with sweat, muscles bulging under that tight tank top. My name’s Priya, and with my long, luscious dark hair cascading down my back, a killer ass, and double D’s that could stop traffic, I knew what I wanted. I’d heard the whispers from my girlfriends about white guys—how they’re hung like gods compared to the sorry excuses for men back home in India. And Ethan? Fuck, he was about to blow those rumors out of the water.
‘Damn, Priya, gimme a sec to clean up,’ he grunted, his voice rough with exertion as he headed for the bathroom. His scent—raw, musky, and dripping with testosterone—hit me like a freight train. My pussy was already wet, throbbing with need. No way was I waiting.
‘Fuck that, white boy,’ I snapped, striding after him with purpose. ‘I want you now, dirty and all.’ I pushed the bathroom door open, and there he was, sitting on the throne, mid-shit. The smell hit me—earthy, primal—and instead of turning me off, it made me fucking horny as hell. His cock, half-hard already, dangled there, begging for attention. I dropped to my knees, not giving a shit about the situation.
‘What the fuck, Priya?’ he gasped, eyes wide, but I saw that smirk. He loved this nasty side of me. ‘You’re one crazy bitch.’
‘Shut up and let me taste that big white dick,’ I shot back, grabbing his shaft. There was a slight tang of urine, and under his foreskin, a creamy layer of dick cheese waited for me. I slid my tongue under the hood, cleaning his head with slow, deliberate licks. The taste—salty, raw, forbidden—made me drip even more. ‘Fuck, you’re delicious,’ I moaned, my voice thick with lust.
He groaned, his cock growing rock hard in my mouth. ‘You’re a filthy little Indian slut, aren’t you?’ he growled, his words laced with that raceplay edge that made my skin tingle. ‘Suck that white cock like you mean it.’
‘Oh, I mean it, asshole,’ I retorted, pulling back just to spit on his shaft before diving back in for a sloppy blowjob. The bathroom reeked, and I was panting, sweating, lost in the depravity of it all. But I wasn’t done. Before he could wipe, I yanked him up, dragging him to my bed. ‘I’m not finished with you yet.’
I pushed him down, spread his cheeks, and buried my face in his ass. The fecal flavor exploded on my tongue—bitter, intense, and so fucking wrong it felt right. I licked him clean, savoring every nasty inch. ‘Goddamn, you taste like sin,’ I purred, my voice dripping with dominance.
‘You’re fucking insane,’ he panted, but his cock was twitching, leaking precum. ‘You want more, don’t you, you dirty bitch?’
‘Hell yeah, I do,’ I snarled, positioning myself under him. ‘Give it to me. Shit in my mouth, Ethan. I want it all.’ And he did. The warm, heavy load hit my tongue, and I took it, chewing slowly, letting the gritty texture and pungent taste consume me. I swallowed every bit, my eyes locked on his, showing him who was in control. ‘That’s right, white boy, feed me,’ I taunted, wiping my lips with the back of my hand.
He couldn’t take it anymore. ‘Fuck, Priya, I’m gonna cum,’ he roared, grabbing his cock and jerking it hard. I opened my mouth, ready for the finale. His hot, sticky cum shot across my face, dripping down my throat as I swallowed what I could, the rest smearing over my skin like a fucking trophy.
We collapsed, both of us sweating, panting, the room thick with the scent of sex and taboo. But this was just the beginning. I knew I’d crave more of his filthy games, and I’d make damn sure he gave it to me.
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